The group of people stood there, all injured to varying degrees, while another group lay scattered on the ground around them. They had lost their offensive power, but another group of people in black rushed them from all directions again.
Huo Jinyan's eyes darkened. It seemed that they would not stop until they achieved their goal!
However, the difference this time was that the assailants in this wave were not wielding knives, but guns.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Chu Ting immediately took out something and raised it into the air. He fired a shot, and a flash of red burst in the sky.
"Young Master!"
Someone grabbed Huo Jinyan and wanted to hide him.
The group of people aimed their muzzles at Huo Jinyan.
Huo Jinyan narrowed his eyes as he was pulled into the villa.
But some people jumped over, and those who did not have time to take out their guns wrestled with them.